“Ah, ha, you pound them! Then you have a reckoning with Zolotarenko’s men and with the Swedes, and surely you could not have got away dry had you fallen into their hands.”
Kosma and Damian were silent.
“You are carrying on a dangerous business, more becoming to robbers than nobles. It must be, also, that some sentences are hanging over you from old times?”
“Of course there are!” answered Kosma and Damian.
“So I thought. From what parts are you?”
“We are from these parts.”
“Where did your father live before?”
“In Borovichko.”
“Was that his village?”
“Yes, together with Pan Kopystynski.”